My fitted embroidered gown flowed beneath me as we swayed along to Tracy Chapman’s Fast Car.
‘I love you, Mrs Tatum,’ my new husband Oli, then 29, said, holding my tiny waist. It was June 2019 and after seven years together, we’d tied the knot. Now we were centre stage for our first dance and I’d never felt more beautiful. After months of pre-wedding dieting to slim down my size-12 figure, my size-8 dress fitted my slim 10st body like a glove. And didn’t I deserve to feel special? Because the journey to get here hadn’t been easy.
As a child, I’d been diagnosed with the rare genetic condition Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (EDS).
